No random touching allowed

The family doctor quickly wiped his sweat and took out the medicine box.

"Mr. Gu, please first flatten the young lady's body for easy examination."

Gu Jingchen obediently followed suit and didn't forget to add, "Don't touch it randomly."

The family doctor wiped his sweat and it was the first time he had heard someone say such things to him.

Everyone:

Mu Nansheng glared at Gu Jingchen and said coquettishly, "If you don't shut up yet, do you think they have professional ethics?"

Family doctor: Yes, yes!

Mu Qingmo felt that Gu Jingchen's price was too low, so he directly dragged him to the back.

"Alright, alright, don't embarrass yourself."

Gu Jingchen finally became honest.

After the examination, the family doctor tidied up the medicine box.

"Miss, there's nothing serious, it's just a sprain in her right foot. I'll prescribe some topical medicine later and pay attention to a light diet."

Mu Nansheng raised his skirt and found that his right ankle was swollen like a Mantou.

"Oh, just now I felt a slight numbness in my ankle, it turned out to be swollen."

Mu Nansheng muttered, wanting to touch his swollen and red ankle.

"Don't touch, stay honest."

Gu Jingchen squatted forward and patted off Mu Nansheng's paw, scolding him.

Mu Nansheng pursed his mouth and withdrew his hand in frustration.

"If you don't touch it, don't touch it. You dare to attack me."

Gu Jingchen ignored Mu Nansheng and frowned as he looked at the swollen ankle.

The family doctor delicately prescribed the medication for the external application. Seeing the couple arguing, he kindly spoke up, "Miss, don't let your anger linger. Remember to use an ice pack later, as it is not conducive to healing if you are feeling depressed."

Mu Nansheng obediently thanked him.

Thinking that Gu Jingchen might have suffered a back injury, Mu Nansheng asked his family doctor to prescribe a ointment for injuries caused by falls.

As soon as the family doctor left, Gu Jingchen raised Mu Nansheng's injured ankle with a pillow and instructed the servant to go and fetch an ice pack.

Nanzi, who had been sitting in his grandfather's arms all along, couldn't sit still anymore. He crawled down from his grandfather's arms and ran towards Mu Nansheng.

Nanzi's little hand wrapped around Mu Nansheng's waist, looking at the wound with a heart wrenching expression. The pitiful little gaze made Mu Nansheng's heart involuntarily soften.

This little guy, I feel heartbroken.

Mu Nansheng kissed Nanzai and comfortingly patted his head, with a gentle voice.

"Mommy's okay, fortunately your dad showed up in time."

Nanzai's little face was tense, as serious and serious as Gu Jingchen's.

"Mommy, does it hurt or not? I'll let you breathe."

Mu Nansheng's lips curved into a smile and said, "Great!"

Upon hearing these words, Nan Zai quickly ran from one side of the sofa to the other, knelt on the sofa, and carefully shouted for Mu Nansheng.

Mu Nansheng enjoyed his son's thoughtful care and squinted his eyes comfortably. "Thank you Nanzai! Mommy doesn't feel any pain from the wound anymore," he said

Nanzai just grinned and said, "Really?"

Mu Nansheng nodded wildly, supporting her son.

Gu Jingchen, holding an ice bag and with a cold face, has been standing for a while.

Gu Jingchen had a headache, and Nan Zai was really taking his own life.

Gu Jingchen was afraid of delaying his wound, so his empty hand lifted Nan Zai, who was still bowing and snoring, and stuffed him into Mu Qingmo's arms.

"Go play with your uncle."

Nan Zai kicked around in Mu Qingmo's arms with a dissatisfied expression, glaring angrily at his own father.

Daddy is excessive and doesn't let me care about Mommy.

Mu Qingmo hugged Nanzi and comforted the little one, saying, "In a while, you can go and hug your mother. Uncle, hold it first."

Just as Mu Nansheng was about to ask his brother to let go of Nanzi, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Gu Jingchen's dark, ink dripping face and lowered his head, afraid to speak.

Gu Jingchen's expression was not very good, but his movements were quite gentle when applying ice packs.

Mu Nansheng grabbed the hem of his skirt and carefully looked up at Gu Jingchen's expression.

My face is still very unpleasant.

Gu Jingchen had a stern face, and as he was about to speak out, he could only hold back Mu Nansheng's pitiful little face in his stomach.

Gu Jingchen still wants to teach Mu Nansheng a lesson.

"Hey, that... don't be angry, okay?"

Mu Nansheng gritted his head and coaxed Gu Jingchen in front of so many people.

Gu Jingchen remained calm and focused on covering Mu Nansheng's wound, as if he had not heard of it.

Mu Qingmo raised his eyebrows and looked surprised.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jingchen's family status is so high?